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"Every honest man, Sir! He helps us to our own again. ” She scoffed. At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. But I'll never part with your irons. Miss Charvill. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. Nor, indeed, did she want to refuse. I'll have a peep at him, if I die for it," she muttered, as she went out.
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